Mr. Ford Is Jealouss by Boad

Chapter 807 “Who said so?”

Stella smiled cheekily. “What if you dislike the experience after this round?”

She then began to take a series of photos of him. “I won‘t miss a chance to record how you look like right now.”

She suddenly leaned in on him and said into his ear, “I wonder... if your employees know you‘re completely at my mercy right now?”

Weston fixed his eyes on her. “If ‘completely at your mercy‘ means having my hands tied and photos were taken, I believe that‘s an exaggeration.”

“Oh?”

Stella chuckled. “You don‘t think this is it?”

She glided her fingers across his skin and held his belt.“ The main course is coming right up. Do you still remember the rules I stated?”

She crouched down low, still straddling his waist, and repeated herself, “Don‘t speak, don‘t doubt, and don‘t move.”

A moment later.

Weston looked calmly at Stella, who was fumbling

to unfasten a

anything in

it

of post–opulence, crafted exclusively for him

neckties, cufflinks, and belt

accessories, something she thought was all the same, this belt buckle that Weston was wearing

gave it two hard tugs and began panicking

of huge hands appeared

react, Weston reached out with his hands still bound by the black and gold tie and unfastened

did you loosen the

brows, dissatisfied. She

promised me just now to

her sentence, Weston flipped both of them around and regained the initiative. “Let you do whatever you want? But you couldn‘t even handle

and gold tie aside and cupped Stella‘s

usual

on the desk was swept aside. Before Stella could respond to the sudden turn of the tide, she found herself engulfed in the waves

struggling to stay afloat

whirlwind that had come so suddenly almost suffocated

“Weston...don‘t...”